Love Is Impossible to Escape

“Yangyang, are you ready? Hurry up, you’re the only one left!” Xiao Yi wore a red cartoon jacket, light blue jeans, and white sneakers, with a refined khaki crossbody bag. Her ponytail made her look even cuter. After all, she was only sixteen, a good two or three years younger than the other first-year students. Now she was hopping about outside the dorm. Yi Siyang had just come out of the bathroom after washing her hair. She hurriedly dried it, slung a black shoulder bag over her shoulder, and followed Xiao Yi downstairs. Today was the Hubei group’s first big welcome party, and a chance for everyone to meet. As a freshman, she naturally had to go, and she absolutely mustn’t…